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The weather is still fine, the sky of Cyan occasionally blows a gust of wind, and the oversized banner of “Kangawa Festival” prepared by the Calligraphy Department makes a crash-bang sound.

In the gymnasium, the dance club in gym suits performs on stage, and the wind club prepares behind the scenes.

There are more than one hundred members in the flute club, but only 80 of them this time, and the director Hayami Kaoru is in charge.

“Have you heard?”

“What did you hear?”

Young girls holding various musical instruments communicate in a low voice.

“It’s Tamamo becoming the next minister.”

“Tamamo Somei of the Trombone Team?”

“She is the only one in the flute club whose surname is Tamamo!”

“Why should she be the next minister?”

“You are talking about that rumor?”

“Rumor? Just not sure yet?”

“I heard from the senior Sister in the third grade, I saw Senior Sister still thinking about it.”

“Why is it her?”

“It is said that I saw Senior Sister go to the Human Observation Department, and I started thinking about Tamamo when I came back.”

“Human Observation Department? Is it the opinion of classmate Kiyano?”

“No.” The girl holding the flute lowered her voice, “It’s Watanabe-kun.”

“A lie?!”

“Yeah! Isn’t the relationship between the two of them bad? Tamamo she often speaks ill of Watanabe-kun!”

“By the way, is it too early to start thinking about the next minister? Obviously there is a national tournament.”

“The third grade of other clubs will leave the ministry after the cultural festival, maybe because of this, so our minister will consider these things in advance at this time.”

The best way to keep the secret is not to tell anyone, the news soon reached the trombone voice where Tamamo Somei was.

The girl in the music club who walked close to Tamamo Somei secretly asked her if it was true or false.

Tamamo Somei has no clue about this, Watanabe Toru did not tell him, and Hayami Xun did not talk to her.

“Welcome everyone to enjoy the performance of the wind club. Last month, we got the qualification to enter the national tournament; next month, we will work hard to bring back good news from Nagoya.”

After the performance, Tamamo Somei found a reason to separate from his friends and came to Class 4 of the second year alone.

I just wanted to chat with Watanabe Toru, but I couldn’t get in at all.

In front of the classroom of Class 4, there was a long line. In the classroom, in order to provide a good dining environment for guests, the number of people in and out was limited, and curtains were used to cover the glass to block the outside view.

Hesitant to wait and wait.

“Somei?”

Tamamo Somei looked over, it was a boy in the class.

“You come to eat too? I give you the position?”

“No need.”

After rejecting the boy, Tamamo Somei walked to the back of the team.

‘Just eat lunch. She put on her headphones and listened to the music played by the strong school to pass the time.

It was finally her turn, and as soon as she walked in, she heard a familiar voice.

“The hospitality is poor!”

She twitched his lips corner and walked to the podium.

“Welcome… Huh? Somei!” Ichiki Aoi greeted happily.

“Aoi,” Tamamo Somei took off a headset, “Are you a cashier?”

Ichiki Aoi struggled to lift an iron box originally used for biscuits: “Did you see it? It’s all money!”

“There are so many guests.”

“Thanks to Watanabe-kun, would you like to come for fried rice? As a friend, I can give you half the price~”

“No need! Fried noodles!”

Sitting in the freshly cleaned up position, Tamamo Somei looked towards Watanabe Toru in the cooking area and found that he seemed to be in line for nothing.

So many people, why tell him something.

“Guest, your fried noodles and barley tea.”

“Thank you.” Tamamo Somei looked at the male classmate in maid outfit and pretending to be elegant, his face showed no disgust.

“It’s noon, it’s a shift!”

“Thank you!”

A group of new students entered the cooking area to replace Watanabe Toru who had been busy all morning.

“No, I haven’t eaten Watanabe-kun’s fried rice yet!”

“My turn is Ming Ming!”

“Sorry, please come back tomorrow afternoon!”

Watching Watanabe Toru untie his apron and prepare to leave the classroom with Ichiki Aoi, Tamamo Somei’s fried noodles are not delicious anymore, so I quickly followed.

After leaving the classroom, two people were stopped in the corridor.

“Somei?” Ichiki Aoi looked at her questioningly, who should be dining.

“Aoi, can I chat with Watanabe alone for a while?” Tamamo Somei begged.

“Sure.” After that, Ichiki Aoi turned to Watanabe Toru and said, “Watanabe-kun, I will go first.”

Watching Ichiki Aoi go away, Watanabe Toru asked Tamamo Somei, “What can I do? If you borrow money, you must write a promissory note.”

“Who wants to borrow money!” Tamamo Somei subconsciously retorted, she looked all around, “Follow me.”

In order to avoid the crowds everywhere, Watanabe Toru followed Tamamo Somei to the landing on the fifth floor leading to the rooftop.

The roof door was locked with a rusty iron lock.

Unlike the scene that often appears in the animation for lunch on the rooftop, in reality, the rooftop is not a comfortable place.

The summer is hot and the winter is cold, and key schools will not be open to students.

Except for students who want to secretly do bad things in school, no one will go to that kind of place, and they will put their hands behind their heads and sleep on the dirty ground.

“What is your idea? Why do you recommend me to be the minister?” Tamamo Somei said in a questioning tone.

“Because you have talent.”

“Are you trying to train hard to join Group A, or do you have to take summer tutoring?” Tamamo Somei’s face was pressed up, and his finger poked Watanabe Toru’s chest.

Watanabe Toru leaned back slightly, avoiding physical contact.

“There are people down there, I’m going to call someone when you mess up.” He said.

Tamamo Somei did not panic at all, unbuttoned the button on his chest, and threatened in turn:

“If you don’t explain it clearly to me, I will yell pervert.”

Watanabe Toru turned his gaze to the bottom of the stairs, where a hundred people set a challenge.

“I saw you practicing in the corner of the school a few days ago. When I saw Senior Sister come to ask, I recommended you.”

“Did you peek at my chest at that time?!”

“Steal… forget it.” Watanabe Toru was too lazy to ask how many misunderstandings there were in the middle, “I just recommended you to be the minister, so what do you care about?”

“You want to make a fool of me!” Tamamo Somei looked affirmative.

“Idiot.” Watanabe Toru cursed unceremoniously.

“What did you say?!”

“I said it because you have talent.”

“What, what talent?” Tamamo Somei is still a mess, but he is human after all. Deep in one’s heart quietly looking forward to Watanabe Toru’s answer.

“Work hard.”

“Efforts count as talent?!”

“Of course it counts.” Watanabe Toru explained, “In this world, there are actually many things that can be done with hard work. You can get a stable, high-paying job by taking a good school exam.”

“How easy is it.”

“Yes, it’s not easy. People who can do these things are envied by most people. Why?”

“Because it’s not easy.” Tamamo Somei glanced at Watanabe Toru with a ‘just ask,’ but found that he hadn’t looked at himself.

She looked down at her chest, it was white and round, and it made people swallow.

“False and serious.” She murmured, and she buttoned it up.

Watanabe Toru ignored her muttering or her actions, saying:

“For the overwhelming majority, these things can be done only by hard work, but it seems that the simplest effort is not everyone can do. It is a talent that can be obtained at any time, but There are very, very few people who can get it, and you are one of them.”

“…There are a lot of people working hard in the playing club, why am I?” Tamamo Somei played with his hair with his fingers, and there was a hint of joy in his heart.

“Because I want to see what you will become.”

“What do you mean? I really want to see my joke?!”

“If you can, I hope you can rely on your hard work and this talent to become a focal point of ten thousands, not just by appearance.”

Watanabe Toru retracted his gaze from One Hundred People One Piece and looked straight towards Tamamo Somei: “Have you not been doing this?”

“Take care of you!” Tamamo Somei’s tone suddenly changed back to violent, but even the typhoon that hadn’t come yet could hear her bluffing.

There was silence for a while, just as Watanabe Toru was about to end the conversation, she asked fiercely:

“As a minister, what should I do?”

“Your words–” Watanabe Toru paid no attention to her tone, “First of all, remember the names of more than one hundred people in the flute club.”

“I…”

This is completely different from the minister Tamamo Somei imagined, but when he was about to refute, he realized that he did not know that many people.

Not to mention the more than a hundred people in the wind club, for a class of forty people, the names of individual boys and girls, she doesn’t know the full names now.

This has nothing to do with the quality of memory, the key is to care about it or not.

Unable to refute, just change the direction, Tamamo Somei taunted: “Obviously as old as me, believe oneself infallible and say a lot of truth.”

“The truth is not the summation of some life. And the old age, young age, these are not important at all, the important thing is what you have experienced.”

“…hmph!” Tamamo Somei twisted his mouth, then extended the hand, and said reluctantly, “Make up.”

In order to avoid school rules as much as possible, those hands with fair skin and water spirit painted light-colored nail polish.

“I already have a girlfriend, just shake hands.”

“Tsk—” Tamamo Somei immediately withdrew his hand, “Don’t say that you are a dedicated man, which is disgusting! Also, yes, you don’t make up with Somei, don’t blame Somei for continuing to speak ill of you!”

“As long as it’s not that I’m indecent to you. I’m going to rehearse the drama, and you can also cheer, goodbye.” Watanabe Toru waved and turned away from the landing.

After watching Watanabe Toru disappeared, Tamamo Somei took out the Small Mirror from the pocket of the pleated skirt, adjusted her bangs and makeup, and made sure to appear in front of her classmates in the most beautiful posture.

‘Because you have talent. ’

She and herself in the mirror looked at each other, bright and lively eyes, delicate face, Somei.

“… Minister.”

Suddenly his shoulders heaved, and he exhaled deeply. Coming with the pressure, there was also the expectation for the future.

The blood began to rush, and there was an urge to do something right away.

‘Okay! Remember the names of more than one hundred people in the wind club! ’

Tamamo Somei closed the mirror, stepped forward, and went down the stairs briskly.

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“What did you say?” Watanabe Toru asked Kujo Miki, who walked into the club classroom with his hands on his side and casually read the script.

Ichiki Aoi, who arrived early, has already explained his reason for being late.

“Tell her that hard work is also a talent. You must have confidence in yourself.”

Kujo Miki raised his eyes and looked towards him: “You are very gentle.”

“I didn’t mean anything to her, nor any attempts.” Watanabe Toru walked over and sat down.

“Has the next minister been determined?” Ichiki Aoi asked suspiciously, “Isn’t the Senior Sister still thinking about it?”

…it is difficult.

Watanabe Toru suddenly realized that he seemed to be full just now. In this way, it would be impossible to prevent Tamamo Somei from becoming a minister.

If you think about it carefully, it would be nice to let her be the minister.

Seeing her just now, she will probably move towards a positive development in the future, at least it looks like this for now-this is enough.

“Let’s practice.” Kiyano Rin is not interested in these things.

For the 2nd day performance, the six people were rehearsing seriously all afternoon. Fortunately, the cultural festival lasted for three days. After the performance tomorrow, there is still time to turn around.

Watanabe Toru has decided to go to the shogi club and win the title of “Kamikawa Dragon King” which he did not win last year.

This has nothing to do with losing 200 yen last year.

“The wind seems to be strong outside.” In the nearby evening, Ichiki Aoi leaned over the window and looked at the sky.

At dusk yesterday, the sky in Tokyo showed a rare purple red, but today it is as usual, but the wind is very strong.

“The school has sent a message,” Koizumi Qingna held a mobile phone in his hand, “informed the teacher to organize the students to end the cultural festival and leave school early.”

“That’s it for today.” Kiyano Rin put down the desk and rubbed his eyebrows slightly tiredly.

The white and beautiful face is slightly delicate, and it is so beautiful that people can’t help thinking: How can anyone look so good-looking.

“Everyone is careful on the way. Watanabe and Mai, you go to the office and wait for me, and I will send you back.” Koizumi Aina left the club and inform the other students.

The remaining five people finished packing their things and left the club.

Ichiki Aoi went to find a friend who usually goes home with him. Kiyano Rin is going to change the club key and go to the office with Mai Mai.

Watanabe Toru sent Kujo Miki to the school gate.

The first floor was crowded with people. Many students who got news in advance and changed their shoes to leave were crowded there.

The wind was strong outside. When Watanabe Toru and the others went downstairs, the sky became gloomy for unknown time, and it was dim between Heaven and Earth.

Several boys rushed out in one breath, their clothes were immediately attached to them, and their ties flew up.

“No…cough cough cough!” I couldn’t even speak in the wind.

They returned again.

“What should I do? If I don’t leave now, I won’t be able to leave later!”

“I don’t know how long the Dao Altar wind will last. It’s not a big deal to end before ten o’clock. Don’t worry.”

Watanabe Toru and Kujo Miki stood behind the crowd.

“Can the car come in?” Watanabe Toru asked.

Kujo Miki took out the mobile phone. Her hands were slender and well-proportioned, and the proportions were very beautiful, but after all, it was a girl’s hand. The overall size was small. It seemed that the mobile phone was bigger.

She was just about to make a call, and there was an announcement from the radio.

Without the opening remarks, the broadcaster said directly:

“Students who have not left school at present are prohibited from leaving school! Please go to the gym in an orderly manner!”

It was broadcasted three times in a row, and the sound of the broadcast just disappeared, and several teachers including the sports teacher came over and closed the glass door.

The sound of wu wu’s wind became distant instantly.

“Go to the gym immediately and take the passage on the second floor! It is forbidden to open windows and go out!” the teachers said loudly.

The students changed back to their indoor shoes in an orderly manner. They were not afraid, but excitedly discussed, and walked towards the gymnasium.

“Go back or stay?” Watanabe Toru asked Kujo Miki.

The wind is very strong now, but there is nothing to do with Kujo Miki’s modified car.

“Forget it.” Kujo Miki drowsily said, “The civilians stayed for refuge, and I also left to pretend. In front of the public, equality is still necessary, not to mention the worst typhoon.”

“Stay by my side is the best choice.” Watanabe Toru said.

“Death and death together? Don’t let me live alone.” Kujo Miki turned his head and asked him.

“This is also good.”

The two walked towards the stadium, and Kujo Miki used his mobile phone to inform the driver to go back.

In the corridor, the Student Union, the Discipline Committee, and the Cultural Festival Executive Committee are maintaining order.

Before reaching the gymnasium, the strong wind drove the heavy raindrops down.

Across the corridor windows, there was a huge sound of rain and wind, and there was a sense of trance trying to drag the school building away.

The students in the hallway were more excited.

The sound of laughter, the sound of running around in the corridor, the sound of loud shouting, rain hit the glass windows of the classroom, crash-bang like a waterfall.

These noisy sounds, like the rumbling sound of the sea in the dimly closed campus, one after another.

Looking into the distance, the oak tree is swaying in wind and rain, and the leaves are like chaotic grass, all falling in one direction.

Most of the cultural festival propaganda banners hanging on it are gone, only a few are floating like ghost shadows because they happened to be stuck in the branches.

This scene soon disappeared.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and you can only see a cloud of rain and fog when you look out the window. The scenery outside is almost indistinguishable, hidden in the rain.

Everything in the world seems to hold your breath in this squally rain.

Only the creak of the windows and the scream of the wind whizzing through the corridor on the first floor.

“This is the first time I have seen such a big typhoon. I hope there will be no power outages.” Watanabe Toru said.

“Where is your [Sunny Doll]?” Kujo Miki glanced at him.

“Want to make such a big typhoon suddenly disappear?”

The two went into the gym while chatting.

The corridor on the second floor leads to the second floor of the gymnasium, where there are indoor ping-pong tables and other equipment.

Then he went downstairs to the already crowded basketball court.

“First grade class one! Here!”

“The classmates of Class 3 for the third year, come here to gather!”

“Keep quiet, everyone, now we will roll out the names, and answer them until they are called!”

The teachers tried their best to preside over the order.

The two came to Class 4 of the second year. Koizumi Ao Na and Kiyano Rin have arrived, and Mai Mai is also here.

“Are you okay?” Koizumi Qingna asked the two.

“It’s okay, how about you teacher?” Watanabe Toru asked.

“I’m fine.”

“Hello! Please keep quiet!” Principal appeared on the stage holding the microphone.

“The school has received news that the Sobu Line and Odakyu Line have been suspended due to high winds.”

“The transmission lines of the Chuo Line and Yamanote Line were cut off due to a typhoon, so the trains could not move. In addition, the Keio Line and Toyoko Line also stopped.”

The following immediately discusses spiritedly.

“So tonight, everyone must stay in school for asylum. Parents have been notified of the news, and everyone can contact their parents by themselves.”

Hearing this news, only a few people were scared, and more students were excited.

“The school has specially prepared materials for asylum, which will be sent out later.”

The student union, the cultural festival executive committee, and the monitors of each class brought a lot of things.

There is water, biscuits, and beds.

Because there are so many people, unless two people sleep for one, there is no quilt.

The materials were divided, and everyone squeezed to sit on the bunks.

Koizumi Chennai and Akiko, Kiyano Rin and Asuka Mai, Watanabe Toru and Kujo Miki.

The president of the student council, who also serves as the executive chairman of the cultural festival, appeared on the stage with a microphone.

“Everyone, since you stay in school, the cultural festival will not end!”

“Next, until ten o’clock in the evening, we will arrange chorus, shogi, wind, stick, sword dao, social dance, street dance, debate, light music, magic, rakugo Ministry, come on stage to perform for everyone.”

“very good!”

“This is the same as watching a show, there is no sense of refuge at all!”

“Why is there no film research department? We want to show our own movies!”

“In addition!” The student council has not finished speaking, “Other clubs or classes, if you want to perform on stage, please use your mobile phone to contact the executive members of each class. After permission is obtained, the time to perform on stage will be notified.” [19459002 ]

“I want to sign up!”

“I remember you belonged to the’Supernatural Phenomenon Research Society’? What do you want to perform? And it’s not even a society.”

“Sign up for the Debate Department!”

“Ancient zither department sign up!”

“Minister-forget it! With so many people, I forgot how to pluck the strings!”

The Human Observation Department is also discussing.

“Should we sign up?” Ichiki Aoi asked.

“There are no tickets, you have all your money gone.” Watanabe Toru reminded.

“Yes!” Ichiki Aoi reacted, “No way, no way!”

Kiyano Rin glanced at Watanabe Toru and said to Ichiki Aoi:

“It is uncertain whether the cultural festival can be held tomorrow. In order to prevent so many days of hard work, it is safest to choose the current performance.”

Ichiki Aoi thought for a while, nodded with difficulty: “Well, anyway, I have eaten a lot.”

“Watanabe-san, contact Mikami Shaya.” Kiyano Rin said.

“Why do I have her contact information?”

“I’m coming!” Ichiki Aoi took out his phone and buried his message.

After a while, she lifts the head: “Well, I almost missed it. The queue is almost full. We are the last one.”

Waiting for a while, in the squally rain, the announcement came.

“Chorus performance, “San Xian no Flower”!”

The curtain on the stage was slowly opened, and the chorus was neatly arranged on it.

As soon as the singing rang, many people followed the beat.

When we sang “The past is clearly visible before our eyes, the years we lived with you at that time”, everyone couldn’t help but sing along.

“The awakened nostalgia continues again…”

The power of a thousand people, even the squally rain, was overwhelmed for a while.

“Thank you for the chorus of the chorus club. Below is the shogi club. Everyone can take the stage to challenge. The challenge fee is 200 yen. The winner can take all the bonus! By the way, one move in three seconds!”

“Why can the shogi club still collect money?!” Ichiki Aoi said unwillingly.

“Go and try?”

“How will the shogi club be performed? Everyone can’t see it.”

When everyone was in doubt, the lights in the gym were dimmed and projection appeared on the stage.

The head of the chess department, kneeling behind a chessboard, quietly and the others challenged.

She seemed to be very gentle, with a wooden token erected beside her, which read “Dragon King Scramble! Kamikawa is the strongest! Invincible! Supreme!”.

“It looks interesting.”

“Is anyone going up? This is a good opportunity to show off in front of the whole school!”

“How many girls know shogi? Do you think it is baseball?”

“Just win, don’t worry about the rules!”

“Win? Minister Shogi is said to be a professional chess player, known as “Mawei Yishou Ji”! “

“What is that nickname?”

“That was the champion of her elementary school celebrity battle. Others got the nickname. At that time, she had a long pony tail, which was later cut.”

On the other side, Watanabe Toru squeezed a fist.

“Are you going to play?” Kujo Miki asked.

“Kamikawa’s strongest name must be me!”

Kiyano Rin, next to Watanabe Toru, moved his legs slightly to make room for him.

“Wait, the bonus is not yet… The imposing manner has not yet brewed, I want a thundering force to avenge me last year.”

Kiyano Rin gave him a blank look.